Aching legs and laughter
Your hands pulled me on your back and we raced up the hills
I looked down upon his face, his eyes
Suddenly he was on your back too
We were soaring
There lay a little house atop a mountain
Inside it we rejoiced, banishing the mountain trudged
Our music was loud, our laughter louder
Dancing and shouting we galloped falling to a heap on your bed
A thousand candles were lit
Like a blanket of glowing stars
sending us into sweet scented dreams
Only to wake up alone